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Ok Parle-moi parle-moi de cette silencieuse panique
Regarde-toi dans tes yeux
Je veux de toi que tu respires
Non non ne t’arrache pas tes yeux
Éblouies pour cette réalité
Pas de choix pas de choix pas de choix
La question…
<<well done ! and i feel like unknown>>
AAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhh
Dis-moi dis-moi pourquoi
Attends que je te dise
Dis-moi dis-moi pourquoi
Va-t-en que je te suive
Ok on continuera comme ça surtout ne changeons rien
Pas bouger
Je veux pas croire, je veux vivre moi je reste pas là
Non non ne t’arrache pas tes yeux
Éblouies pour cette réalité
Pas de choix pas de choix pas de choix
La question…
Alors parle-moi
De la forme de ton nuage
Est-ce que tu l’aperçois encore ?
Il reste que les miracles
Dis-moi dis-moi comment ça marche
Non non ne t’arrache pas tes yeux
Éblouies pour cette réalité
Pas de choix pas de choix pas de choix
La question…
<<well done ! and i feel like unknown>>
AAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhh
Dis-moi dis-moi pourquoi
Attends que je te dise
Dis-moi dis-moi pourquoi
Va-t-en que je te suive
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xoX - Suono Forte
04:04
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Le cose che vedi dall'alto di un palazzo
Son luci, strade e macchine
Che sembran si muovano
Ma quello che si muove in realtà sei te
Quello che si muove sei te
I suoni che senti confusi tra le case
Sono i suoni quotidiani confusi tra le cose
Ma il suono più importante sono le tue parole
Il suono più forte è il tuo pensiero
Che esplode
Che esplode
Che esplode
Che esplode
Le cose che vedi dall'alto di un palazzo
Son luci, strade e macchine
Che sembran si muovano
Ma quello che si muove in realtà sei te
Quello che si muove è il tuo pensiero
Che esplode
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E se il tuo ultimo giorno fosse arrivato?
Che la terra sia lieve e il cielo infinito
E se il tuo cuore scalfito fosse ormai pietra?
Gettalo al largo e lascialo affondare
E se dal Mondo ti senti distante
sciogli ogni nodo dal vecchio ponte
E se davvero lo credi importante
non perdere un solo momento
Quando l’anima chiede di poter bruciare
ti lascerò scorrere lungo il fiume
Il tuo ultimo sguardo ancora mi trafigge
e da questa quiete ora sale il vento
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Vertigo
Music & Words by Capitano Merletti and Rosita Kèss
(December 2021)
Where have you been all this time?
Where have you lost your light?
Chasing images hidden in corners
Fighting ghosts, seeking hopes
Let the sun come
Let it show you
The love light in the storm
Big waves she moves
Silent words, silent words
Where have you been my love?
Falling down chasing love illusions
Spinning ‘round drowning in confusion
Will you ever be who you used to be?
When love was born
All the planets
Were aligned with the sun
A new day was born, see it come
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A Parallel - The Snowcat
03:07
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Split elbows so never coming back, like a salt loop on a big Dorada canvas, a solutions look like a gorilla's scream no black tie no dress code no punk hard core, pneumatic power synthetic arms, I love my little shale while I share in a square when I dare stand for the plaint of a plant of hemp from the hell to the heven.
the snowcat filling in the grave for a bath in the lake, again
a big black ugly dog is licking nails ‘cause it lost its tooth, my tiny rabbit climbs a dirty wall in a windy day big ears and green tail egemony of the brushes that I
found between the rotten fruits, fruits that are standing on a green screen like a collyrium overdose in the corner of the doll’s chin shining below the radio hi-fi in her dark room in a desolate land iced by the winter burning out because all the samples are deaf
the snowcat filling in the grave for a bath in the lake, again
Panama rolling papers, 10 minutes of glory like a modern icon, disappeared in a while from the galaxy in a glass of squirrel juice blast of the cluster! bless your enemy with stress and duty, less cables and flexibility! and then the skilly skirt lady drink milk and eat chips from the lands where your friends mean dig a cave to shake and dirge’s lips. anyway is your mail and you pay and shut-up what a fuck
the snowcat filling in the grave for a bath in the lake, again
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Pino Nuvola - Mud Mound
08:42
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La piova che no sbala
Le foie che le vola
Le rondini che cala in tel quert
La luce bizantina
In tel'acqua cristalina
Le nuvole in cusina che bel
Che bel Co riva sera
La strada che se stusa
Le ombre che le casca in tei fos...
E mi che tire vanti na Volkswagen de rimpianti
E mi che tire vanti na Volkswagen de rimpianti
Butte n'ocio in tel speciet
Ma no vede quasi niente
E mi che tire vanti semenando sentimenti
E mi che tire vanti semenando sentimenti
Perde toc Sora El pont sul Montegan
E i lampion che core contro i pilon dell'autostrada
che a sorpassa n'altra strada tra le crosi de na ciesa
che la se crede un capanon ma El signor no le pi bon
le scampá scampá scampá de not...
In medo a un camp, assieme a qualche can
In medo a un camp, assieme a qualche can
E mi tire vanti, tiro vanti, semenando tutti quanti
i fantasmi della not, tra le insegne de un "Bar Sport"
E mi che tire vanti, torne casa, torne ca. torne casa dalla Nina
E me Nona che la neta, un santin in te la vetrina
un santin in te la vetrina
un santin in te la vetrina
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You can drive your paper car
But please don’t go too far
I hear something’s falling down
The rain is near home
You should take your medicine
They don’t leave a choice
But I know you already start again
Today I haven’t thrown up
The grey in my heart
I swear I won’t do it out of the blue
It makes no difference
To me how you could have been
Because by now I should have learned
This tragic day gone wrong
I’m bored of watching worms
And all the rage in the social media
And it’s hard to shine
Without your daily smile
But we all feel the same when the lights go down
The days are counted
By marmalade jars
Trying to stop the violence and chaos at home
Hear your voice up the stairs
I am confused
Love is born in a world that is dying too
Winters are longer
With an empathy disorder
And don’t forget the Christmas presents too
I’ve travelled in the future
What did you see?
At least I hope we were doing something good
Today I haven’t thrown up
The grey in my heart
I swear I won’t do it
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Pipapop Records Venice, Italy
Pipapop is an independent record label created in Venice 2016 with the meeting of artists and musicians of the underground
scene of Venice, Assisi and Paris.
The name of the label comes from the Pi-Pa Pop posters, lithographic prints created by Lothar- Günther Buchheim in 1968.
A musical production that guarantees the total freedom of expression: Pipapop.
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